Seeing Ye Qianhe’s face twisted with anger, a barely noticeable smile appeared at the corners of Ling Chuxi’s lips. He was angered right? Angered till he was mad right? Angered till he was dizzy right? This was precisely the reaction she wanted from him.
Ling Chuxi pretended to look attentive, but her feet were already starting to secretly retreat in the direction of the traps.
“Now you know fear, huh? You want to escape? It won’t be so easy. Today you will either kowtow three times before me and acknowledge me as your master, or you will spend your life wishing you were dead!” roared Ye Qianhe, his True Qi flowing throughout his entire body as his sleeves fluttered and his white beard danced. Even as he was doing this, he felt that he had the airs of a refined, otherworldly expert right now and was feeling very good about himself.
“You old pervert. I am truly disgusted by your thick skin to the point of wanting to find a place to throw up. Do you really think that I am afraid of you? I will live wishing I were dead? I really am living wishing I was dead right now because I am so disgusted by your thick skin. Urgh… Blergh…” Ling Chuxi made a disgusted expression as if she really did wish she were dead as she said this.
“Argh! You insist on angering me… Angering me to death! I will rip you into pieces!” Ye Qianhe was so angry that he was yelling and even his skin seemed to have turned green. It could be reckoned that if Ling Chuxi had scolded him a little more, she wouldn’t even need to take any action before he dropped dead to the ground out of anger.
Seeing Ye Qianhe angered to the point of shaking as if he had epilepsy and rushing at her in attack, Ling Chuxi curled her lips in disdain.
This old pervert truly did not learn. It was not like it was the first time he had been scolded by her to a point where he was helplessly unable to retaliate. Why was he still so unable to withstand the same kind of provocation? His manic episodes were becoming more and more obvious with each encounter. If she knew that he would be angered to such an extent, she would not even have bothered to put in the effort of setting up all those traps. Even if she threw a whole pile of poisonous powder in front of him, it was fearful that he would still jump right into it with his eyes wide open in his current state.
However, since she had already set them up, not putting them to use would too much of a waste. So, Ling Chuxi still acted as if she was very shocked and retreated in the direction of the traps to lure Ye Qianhe towards them.
Anger rushed to Ye Qianhe’s head resulting in him performing above his average standard. With just a sway of his figure, he appeared before Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi never expected that the old pervert would be so angry till a small universe erupted and out of shock she subconsciously sent out a slap attack.
“Pa!” The sound of a crisp slap landing on Ye Qianhe’s face resounded throughout the valley and then his body was suspended in mid-air before suddenly rotating horizontally and flying away facing upwards.
“You! You—” This time, it was Ye Qianhe’s turn to look at Ling Chuxi as if he was looking at a ghost. Her slap had appeared to be so simple and casual, as casual as one would slap a mosquito. But why was he unable to dodge it?
‘What is going on? Why is everything moving so fast?’ thought Ye Qianhe as he only felt the sky turning and the earth spinning before he lost the ability to think.
Remembering how when they first met, Ling Chuxi was not even able to take a single one of his blows and was chased to the point of looking like a dog that lost its home, running away so madly. How long has it been since he had not seen her? Not only had she reached the realm of True Essence, but her actions now were so fast that even he himself was unable to dodge them.
In the midst of his loss, Ye Qianhe even forgot about the fiery pain he felt on his face and furthermore did not notice that half of his face was swelling up like a balloon. Never mind the fact that on his face there were even five fresh finger prints streaked across it.
In a distance, another person was empathetic towards Ye Qianhe’s plight and subconsciously touched his own face. This person was no other than Xiao Rou as just a couple of days ago, he had also received such heartless torture from Ling Chuxi.
Seeing Ye Qianhe’s old face swelling up, Xiao Rou suddenly felt much better. Although he was similarly abused, he did not seem to swell up so badly as that.
Ling Chuxi herself was also stunned. She had just instinctively sent out a slap. She never thought that Ye Qianhe would directly be sent flying by it.